Farewell, Friend (Adieu l'ami)

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

- What's your name? - Barran.

You're the one I'm looking for. You knew one of my friends.

- He was supposed to come back. - Who?

He was a doctor, like you. His name is Mozart... Mozart,

like the musician.

Try to remember.

Never heard of him.

Nice gun, nice girl.

What was it exactly?

Smith and Wesson.45.

Not the gun... the girl.

Somebody looking for somebody.

Everybody is looking for somebody.

Not me... I don't know anybody.

Well, if it was me,

a girl like that...

I'd know whoever she wanted me to know.

I'd say, "Mademoiselle,

this guy you're looking for,

I used to play golf with him at Dien Bien Phu."

You're American?

I'm everything... depends on who's paying.

You're French, huh?

No, I'm a drunk, and a tightwad.

Good luck. Bye, Doctor.

Lieutenant, if you're not gonna sign on again, what are you gonna do?

I know some folks who need a doctor.

Listen, Pop, I'm not a doctor either.

All I ever did was to patch up some poor bastards

so they could go back and get shot up for good.

And now I've had it. I'm up to here with the whole mess,

and with you on my back all the time.

Is that clear? So leave me alone.

Hey, why don't you make yourself useful?

Where can I lose this?

Right up to here with money too, huh?

This isn't money. It's my pay.

Go for broke.

630.

I ain't got your looks, Lieutenant.

I have to pay to see the ladies.

Whoa-oa.

Don't worry about the doctor.

He always finds a chopper to get back to base.

Then they decorate him.

Huh?

Anything else you're up to here with, Lieutenant?

Do you ever make it?

Last one, Doc.

Yeah.

Anything else in there worthwhile?

How come there's one missing, huh?

You know, my first gun was even bigger than this.

I was just a kid then. I could hardly lift the damned thing.

And that's when I lost my first war too.

When I pick a side, you can bet the other side is gonna win.

Anyhow, it's a job with a future.

There are plenty of wars to be lost.

Doc,

I've got a line to the Congo.

Come with me.

I already answered that one, Pop.

There'll be 15 of us...

radio man, a medic, everything.

But we need a doctor.

We split everything at the end.

And who knows? At the end, there might not be 15 of us left.

What the hell do you want from me?

All right, come on.

Move over.

You know that fellow, Mozart?

I knew him all right.

I used to play golf with him in Dien Bien Phu.

He never was in Dien Bien Phu.

- Name? - Moreau.

Isabelle Moreau.

- Married? - No.

- Profession? - Photographer in a big company.

What kind of company?

Petroleum products, synthetic fibers,

that kind of thing.

In Marseille?

No, in Paris.

And you made this trip because you love music?

I never said I loved him. I wasn't his mistress.

I needed him, that's all.

What for?

Yesterday it seemed like the end of the world.

Today it doesn't matter.

What for?

I got him a job doing medical checkups

on the staff at the company I work for.

He promised me.

Don't they have civilian doctors to do medical checkups?

You drive 2,000 kilometers there and back in tears...

and in a rented car... just to give a soldier

a job any doctor can do. Interesting.

Who do you think you're kidding?

They do the checkup in the basement

- just before the Christmas weekend. - So what?

Not any doctor would let himself be locked up

in the basement the last night.

- What's in the basement? - A safe.

- What's in the safe? - Nothing.

Then why do you want to open it?

To put these back...

bearer bonds, 50,000 francs' worth, that's all.

It's a 30-story building.

The basement is the publicity department. It's enormous...

full of corridors.

They do their medical checkups here

in the conference room.

The strong room is just next door.

How was Mozart going to get in?

The door is electrically controlled.

I have diagrams of all the switches and circuits.

- Was it all right, sir? - Perfect.

What about the safe?

There's a seven-figure combination... we figured out the way to get it.

Who's we, Mozart and you?

Both of us.

I've been personnel director here for 10 years.

I had six others before you, Dr. Barran.

You're the youngest one yet. That's all in your favor.

Between 30 and 40 are the best working years of a man's life.

Your predecessors were all too slow, Dr. Barran.

This company employs 300 people...

five minutes each, six a half hour,

12 an hour, 96 a day. It'll take you three days...

we've allotted you three days.

This is your assistant, Doctor.

Mademoiselle Austerlitz, our company controller's daughter.

She's a medical student.

What do you want a doctor for, anyway?

I want to take them on a nice long trip with me.

- You're going off again? - Now don't ask too many questions.

You haven't changed, have you?

Not very much, baby.

Will I see you soon?

As soon as you get me a doctor.

It's very important.

Thanks.

There's a man downstairs. His name is Barran.

He's a medical lieutenant.

I want to know his address and what he's doing here.

Yeah.

Hey, Doc, you've come up in the world since Marseille.

Not far enough since you're here.

With me, it's different. I haven't found my way.

I don't want to be nosy, but the Congo is in the other direction.

I still need a doctor.

And the guys you find nowadays...

all they want to be is like everybody else...

petty bureaucrats cooped up in cages.

Is that where you're doing the medical checkups, Doc?

What did you come here for?

I could use some money,

thought maybe you'd like to buy this back.

- How much? - You name it.

You still haven't told me why there's one bullet missing, Doc,

but I'll find that out too.

There'll be two missing then.

I don't want to see you again.

Don't worry, Doc...

you will.

Who's that?

A guy.

Is that yours?

Yes, it's mine.

You can get dressed.

When was it you had that positive TB reaction?

Last year.

- Can I call the next, Doctor? - I'll tell you when I'm ready.

Do you ever look anybody in the face?

What's the matter? Don't you like my face?

Franz Propp...

my name is Franz Propp.

Yeah.

Gentlemen, my girlfriend's name is Catherine.

Say hello, Catherine.

Hello. Hello.

Hello.

Don't you ever fail, Mr. Propp?

Never.

And have you belonged to Mr. Propp for a long time?

Since this evening.

I'd like to be a doll.

Franz would pull a string in my back...

like this...

and you know what I'd say?

I love you, I love you, I love you.

Martha, there'll be five of us tonight.

And listen,

I shall be very disappointed if there isn't

a doll in the house when we get there.

That's right, Martha... a doll.

Papa gone.

Papa gone.